John and Dylan were a pair of hard working students, currently on the brink to graduating from one of the most respected universities on the country. They had worked hard to get there, pulled themselves up. As such they didn't have time to waste in frivolities, always being busy. They were in the middle of preparing an upcoming exam when the spirit of corruption found them. Having made men for themselves they took a disdain against their classmates who because their families were loaded could goof around like little more than overgrown brats.
The spirit of corruption tinkle its eyes and began to work. Tweaking ever so slightly they didn't noticed at first. First he got rid of those coiffed hairdos he gave John a short spiky cut, definitively more juvenile, while Dylan got a messy mop of a short trimmed jewfro. Then he worked on his bodies, both were not fat, but rather skinny and pale, although not for long as the spirit changed their bodies to a pair of gym obsessed jocks, and also gave them a nice surfer tan, even going so far as to give John a nice tribal tatoo for his upper-arm and chest.
Their bodies might be done, but here's were the fun began. The spirit made them sleepy, and began to drop their remarkable IQ's, until they both got too frustrated to keep on studying. And hit the sack. The night was warm, so instead of changing into their pj they slept naked.
In the morning Dylan saw himself in the mirror, for a moment he almost didn't recognized himself. With his body and tan, but this was a merely fleeting moment, as he acknowledged how handsome and still with those boyish looks that kept the girls fanning for him, he put on pair of tighty-withies and joined John in the living room, he was there in the same attired, plus socks and backward hat, playing in that new console that they both could swore and of his fathers bought for them, but that in reality didn't existed yesterday. He poured himself a bowl of cereal and joined John on the couch. They both played in their underwear until the sundown....